Recent content by Bronni Strakeln

Bronni Strakeln was unsure who to approach for the simple reason that he was too drunk on this Drow fermented mushroom wine to differentiate between the Queen and the Bride. Honestly his mind was in the gutter, too, and completely disregarding any etiquette he suddenly called "ROLEGG!" and then...

The first "OoooOOOOOOO" marked the moment Bronni knew he had to fight Rolegg or he had to admit defeat. He wasn't going to do the latter, so just like the old drunkard he tossed his pickaxe to the side, clenched his fists and raised them... ..momentarily forgetting that by doing so, he also...

The map was complicated, showing different layers of natural tunnels and descriptive runes in places Bronni didn't expect them, but even if he was smart enough to figure it out or even if he could read, all of his attention was with the other Duergar. It was hard to hold in his laughter while he...

Bronni sat about three feet away from Rolegg. He was resting his head against the side of the cave and sucked on some jerky with his eyes closed, satisfied that the digging team didn't make any new tunnels bigger than 5'5. Regardless of the alliance he still hated the Drow, but knowing that he...

The mischievous grin on the King's face was hard to hide while the Drow Queen addressed the magna elemental. He could already see himself standing in the throne room at Belrath, hugging diamonds and being dressed in the most exquisite of armors while the Arragoth dwarves kneeled and bowed in...

King Hulgor snapped his fingers at a nearby dwarf the second Vyx'aria had finished pronouncing her name and title. He didn't seem particularly interested in the dreary talks of peace that followed and his men took a hint, with one actually threw a dwarf helmet towards this 'Drow Queen'. The King...

(Dice Roll 7 beats Dice Roll 3) As fighting around the gate further intensified, the Duergar thief snuck up on Zahel Bashere and with the Tiefling unawares he swung his shortsword diagonally across the larger man's lower back. Bloodlust almost took hold of him as he readied his sword for the...

Slowly walking backwards in formation, the eight dwarves got closer and close to the gate where the King's personal guard had just... "Watch out!!" Bronni shouted and pulled a fellow of his dwarves away from the middles, but for another it was too late as the minotaur, flying backwards, bounced...

He believed his fate was sealed. Bronni Strakeln the thief would die on that bridge trying to prevent the Drow from taking his beloved city. At least, that was before two of his fellow Duergar joined him in front of the gates. One charged into the fray with a battle-axed raised and another...

The second tower fell before his eyes and the Drow and their allies swarmed passed the outer walls and towards the last remaining gateway that protected the city of Dhunbor, his home. Anger and adrenaline fueled the stocky dwarf who had never felt such conviction before as he finally pulled the...

Tired as he was, Bronni lifted his head towards the second tower. He needed to find the fastest way up there, passed the bodies and that trembling child... wait, what? Forty feet from his position of cover, the wheezing duergar noticed the small head of a dwarven child, trembling and appearing...

Bronni's temple rested against the steel armor of the dead. He lost almost all feeling in his left arm and the piercing pain in his shoulder whenever he tried to move it told him enough: it wasn't good. Waiting for the shower of arrows to subside he hugged the dead even closer and clenched his...

"Just give me the keys!" the warden snarled and moments later started opening cells one by one, telling the prisoners something that Bronni couldn't overhear from inside his own little stone box. "I hear the rattling-" he sighed, "-maybe my fifty years is already at its end?" It was a folly for...